Chapter 69: Big Brother, Can You Get Married?

"President Lin is right."

Xu Yunzhou continued his sermon,

"When merit accumulates to a certain degree, one must seal their past memories and the vast majority of their magical powers, and in the capacity of a pure mortal, re-experience birth, aging, illness, and death, tasting all love, hatred, anger, and obsession."

"Only by experiencing the most profound tribulations and temptations, tempering the Dao heart within the ten thousand fathoms of mortal dust, can one break the shackles and glimpse a higher realm."

He looked at Lin Ruoxuan, his tone exceptionally sincere:

"Therefore, when President Lin was searching for me all over the world, it wasn't that I didn't want to respond. But that the Xu Yunzhou at that time had his main consciousness completely sunk in the bitter sea of mortal dust, currently experiencing tribulations that could not be skipped and must be tasted personally."

"Until recently, some crucial turning points appeared... for example,"

He turned his head, glancing at Song Jiaru beside him who was so nervous she almost held her breath,

"For example, Jiaru, your concert approaching Binzhou abruptly increased the pulling force of the spacetime coordinates; for another example, President Lin, your search over more than a decade like a single day formed ripples of obsession that continuously resonated with me; plus the loosening of my own cultivation coming naturally like water flowing into a channel..."

"The intertwining of many factors finally allowed my Dharma body to initially merge again with this physical body, making me remember everything from the past."

Hearing this, Song Jiaru's heart abruptly clenched. A more terrifying question surged into her mind, and she almost blurted it out, her voice carrying a tremor:

"Then... Big Brother, your memory is restored, does that mean you can soon... achieve the Dao and become an immortal, and then you'll have to leave us and return to heaven?"

The image of Xu Yunzhou with white clothes fluttering, stepping on auspicious clouds ascending away had already surfaced in her mind, and her nose instantly turned sour.

Although Lin Ruoxuan didn't speak, her abruptly tightened fingers equally exposed the nervousness and unease in her heart.

Looking at the appearance of the two women as if facing a great judgment, Xu Yunzhou couldn't help but laugh out loud and shook his head:

"That's not the case. Since I have entered the situation of the Mortal Tribulation, I must follow the prescribed order and completely finish walking this life."

"I have to be like a true ordinary person, crawling and rolling in this mortal world, experiencing the sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy within it, until my life ends naturally."

"Really?"

Song Jiaru's heart was instantly filled with massive joy, her bright large eyes shining astonishingly.

Her cheeks were crimson, yet carrying the courage of risking everything, she timidly asked that question that had been hovering in her heart for a long time:

"Then... Big Brother, in this life of yours... can you get married? Or... do you want to get married?"

After asking, even the roots of her ears and her neck turned completely red, and she lowered her head immediately in shame.

Who could have thought that the Queen of Pop, who usually didn't even have any scandals, would instantly turn into a marriage maniac in private. This contrast moe made the two of them amused.

Seeing this, the corners of Lin Ruoxuan's lips hooked into a teasing smile, and she unhurriedly threw out a heavy bomb:

"Tyr... oh, isn't Mr. Xu getting married next month? Teacher Song still didn't know? That bride-to-be, mhm... objectively speaking, is quite pretty."

"Ah?"

Song Jiaru's small face instantly darkened, a layer of disappointed water vapor covering her bright large eyes, looking at Xu Yunzhou feeling deeply wronged,

"Is... is this also a part that must be experienced in the Mortal Tribulation? Can't... can't you just change the person to marry..."

She muttered softly, her heart sour and astringent, and had already begun to let her imagination run wild uncontrollably:

When the time comes, will there still be time to go crash the wedding?

Will Big Brother think I'm too immature?

If it really comes down to it... does the Mortal Tribulation mean testing more dog-blood emotional entanglements, like a mistress interfering, marital discord...

For the sake of Big Brother's cultivation going smoothly, I can bear the infamy...

Xu Yunzhou was amused by Lin Ruoxuan's words:

"President Lin truly cares for me meticulously, knowing every detail like the back of her hand. Have you been... secretly observing me all along?"

Meeting his smiling gaze, looking at this face that carried the obsession of her entire youth, Lin Ruoxuan sighed with emotion in her heart and simply admitted frankly:

"Yes, since you started college, I've always had people secretly observing you, recording the process of your growth. Mhm, in my cloud album, I still have high-definition surveillance screenshots of the first time you took Su Qianran to a hotel."

"When registering your ID at the front desk, your face and ears were red, and you didn't know where to put your hands and feet."

Xu Yunzhou, who was drinking tea, abruptly choked, almost performing water spraying from his nose on the spot.

Holy shit! This crazy woman! Just how much of his dark history does she hold in her hands?

Seeing his embarrassed state, Lin Ruoxuan couldn't help but laugh out loud with a "pfft," a trace of slyness in the flow of her glances:

"Even... during my most paranoid, most desperate period, I seriously considered whether to find an opportunity to secretly borrow your genetic material and have a child myself, which could be considered... keeping a memento."

As she spoke, she shook her head regretfully,

"Thinking about it now, if I had known earlier that you were you, mhm... our child would be able to go to elementary school now, and could help you run errands to buy soy sauce."

Listening to this, Xu Yunzhou directly supported his forehead, a wave of lingering fear in his heart, cold sweat almost coming down:

Good guy!

If one day a lively kid suddenly popped out calling him Dad, should he laugh or cry?

Song Jiaru couldn't help pouting:

"President Lin, you actually never told me you found someone who looked exactly like Big Brother. If it were me, I would have recognized him long ago."

Lin Ruoxuan took a sip of tea and counterattacked indifferently:

"Didn't Teacher Song also not tell me that your coming to Binzhou for a concert was an appointment you two made long ago."

Watching them go tit-for-tat, Xu Yunzhou shook his head helplessly:

"It seems President Lin's attention to me is still not enough. Don't you know that I have already returned to being single? Moreover, I was directly cuckolded on the day we were supposed to get the marriage certificate."

"Ah?"

Lin Ruoxuan and Song Jiaru were stunned simultaneously, both revealing expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Such a dog-blood trope would actually happen to him, who was almost a "god" in their minds?

Could this be the specific manifestation of the "Mortal Tribulation" he spoke of? Isn't that a bit too miserable?

The two women coincidentally sized up Xu Yunzhou carefully again. Seeing his expression calm, mentioning this matter without half a ripple, as if telling someone else's story.

They instantly understood in their hearts, nodding secretly:

As expected of someone cultivating immortality! His state of mind has reached perfection! To be able to be so breezy in the face of such extraordinary shame and humiliation, this concentration truly commands admiration!

Only then did Xu Yunzhou turn his head, looking leisurely at Song Jiaru, deliberately pressing:

"Speaking of which, Great Queen of Pop Song, you muttered softly just now about 'changing the person'... who are you planning to change it to?"

Song Jiaru's face went "swish" and turned completely red again.

She lowered her head, her fingers unconsciously tapping against each other, her voice growing smaller and smaller:

"That... I mean... a little flower in the entertainment circle, named Shen Mingyue, very popular, and has a particularly good relationship with me. I want to introduce her to Big Brother. She's only twenty-three this year, very pretty, I think... she should be the type Big Brother would like... Big Brother, you should know her too..."

Holding back a smile, Xu Yunzhou continued to tease her, as if seriously considering this proposal:

"Oh? Shen Mingyue ah, I have some impression, watched her movie last year, her acting skills aren't bad... Are there any other candidates?"

Song Jiaru's head drooped even lower. Using a voice as thin as a gossamer thread, she spoke as if risking everything:

"If... if Big Brother doesn't mind the woman being a few years older than you... there is... there is a singer with some fame... do you want to consider it?"

"She... she also has a tiny billion bits of savings, can support you, can wash clothes, cook, and warm the bed for you every day... She will be very obedient, put the focus of her life on you, making your Mortal Tribulation not so upsetting..."